

Let me just say, this whole part-time lover thing was her idea. Our arrangement worked well enough until the day I needed a lot more from him… But given the way my heart had been trampled, I wanted only a simple deal - No strings. Little did I know I’d meet him again, a year later, at a secret garden bar in the heart of the city, where I’d learn that his mind and his mouth were even more captivating. I might have looked at the shot a few dozen times. His crown jewels were far more entertaining than anything else I’d seen on the boat tour, so I did what any curious woman would do - I took his photo. When I first saw the strapping man, he was doing handstands naked on a dock along the canal. I’ll say this about Christian - he made one hell of a first impression.
